Just for the record, she still loves you. She wouldn't bother to torture you if she didn't.

A guy's calling to say he's failing algebra II. Just as a point of practice, I say, Kill yourself. A woman calls and says her kids won't behave. Without missing a beat, I tell her, Kill yourself. A man calls to say his car won't start. Kill yourself. A woman calls to ask what time the late movie starts. Kill yourself. She asks, "Isn't this 555-1327? Is this the Moorehouse CinePlex? I say, Kill yourself. Kill yourself. Kill yourself.

I always really curious to see how people interpret things. I know my version, and I'm kind of bored with my version so I want to see their version.

Imagine books and music and movies being filtered and homogenized. Certified. Approved for consumption. People will be happy to give up most of their culture for the assurance that the tiny bit that comes through is safe and clean. White noise.

A short story is something that you can hold in your mind. You can really analyze how the entire thing works, like a machine

A shadow of a reflection of an image of an illusion.

I try to get centered: Watching white moon face The stars never feel anger Blah, blah, blah, the end